Lord Kenny's eyes were still wide open as his head hit the ground, rife with shock and contempt. He never thought he would die at Yvette's hands.

"Father…"

Yvette exhaled softly as she cast a cold glance at the body before her. She turned to kneel to the heavens—agony and grief were written all over her face. "I've avenged you, at last, Father. May you rest in peace in heaven."

Her tears streamed down her face as she finished her words.

Yvette had ached for revenge ceaselessly throughout the years. All her chances to do that had been affected by other affairs. She had finally gotten to do it. Of course, she would be overwhelmed.

A few seconds later, Yvette got up and made her way to sound the drum. That drum was only used for emergencies in the North Moana continent.

Shortly, a few New World generals came rushing into the room.

The generals' faces paled instantly when they saw the scene. Their brains buzzed blankly as they froze in genuine shock.

They saw Lord Kenny's body spra